What a game
Phoenix: Skyers
19:4
out of 20+ playes only 9 came, just enough for team. Imagine one of us couldn’t make it during the last minute. That would be an automatic lose. I understand that we all got other commitments, but hey, who doesn’t? Softball’s a team sport, and it’s the effort made to squeeze some time out of our schedules that makes a complete team. Everybody’s participation counts, not one less.
Played Shortstop, batted 4th….dear me, never took up such big positions both offensively and defensively in the same game. Anyway, it was cool. Most balls were hit towards the right side of the field though.
Made my first everr double play at softball. caught a fly out, then with constant screams of reminders from my team mates, I managed to put out the second runner at third base who headed home without realizing I got the ball. Sorry for daydreaming :p
Offensively – 3 at bats, 3 walks. no comments. there were strikes. I need to reshape my mentality in the box.
Everybody’s done a great job. Especially the new playesr. You’re definitely doing miles better than I was when I started baseball. Applause.
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As most of you know, I lost my little bunny on Saturday morning, right before I left for softball practise.
Dear little cheetah,
I’m sorry I made up shit loads of excuses when I ignored you for the past month. projects, exams, homeworks, tutorials, various designing tasks, the list goes on. It was completely unfair for you since you did not deserve that at all. But you left just too soon. way too soon. You suddenly became weak and immobile on Friday night the 30th after I return home from softball practise, so I planned to bring you to the vet, during lunch time, right in between my morning softball training and afternoon baseball training. In Tai Wai, when you first visited the vet for diarrhea and dehydration, nearly 2 years ago. you were still a tiny little 4 month-old back then. And you feed on baby food. The vet gave you some antibiotics and you recovered in a flash. Suddenly you became toilet-trained. You’ve always loved to eat grapes, and is kind enough to share with cougar. You loved to dash under the dining table, and it was a nightmare getting you back into the cage before my mom returns home. Then I left HK for a few months in a row. By the time I returned you became big and strong. Yet you still love grapes.
You’ve been active all the time for the past month, saw you standing up and nibbling hay, clinging on the side of the cage staring at me when I pass by. Did not expect anything to happen to you. I thought of letting you and cougar out for a run after my exams. I really did. I was thinking about it when I was having my PMUS exam on 23 March. Also during my PHES exams on 30 March.
But then you left on 31 March, Saturday morning.
I couldn’t stop thinking of this poem, a poem which made me cry back when I was a kid, when I lost my hamster Brownie.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
Cheetah, enjoy rainbow bridge. You’ll be the cutest rabbit there is. |
